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X​.​A​.​V​.​I​.​E​.​R.

from The Seven Levels of Happiness by X. Kubrick

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[Verse 1]
X.A.V.I.E.R. stay with the icy heart
Disrespect, your shit gets wrecked like a high-speed car
Protect your neck from the dicey arts and don’t expect to arrest me for using deadly knives and darts
Don’t start before I hit you and split you then dismiss you, cause I’m a lunatic that’ll fucking constrict you
Bodies gets chopped, I dunno what the fuck you thought
I’m dead cold, colder than all of the stuff you bought
I’m more Jack than Torrance, take an axe to doors, attack, your well-being is of little importance
My middle name is Michael for a reason
Inspired by Ghostface, became psycho from diseases
Straight villainous, my hunger is limitless
Preeminence is more than half the niggas you think are killing shit
Not bragging cause you can’t rag on the resonance
The nemesis of those who attempt to be steady venomous

[Hook]
It’s the X.A.V.I.E.R. niggas
Fuck with me you might see stars
It’s the X.A.V.I.E.R. niggas
My shit leaves wide deep scars

[Verse 2]
Tongue like a machine gun, take down your first wave of defenses
Too obscene, time to pay now for them grave expenses
Maybe now you’ll finally come to your senses before tryna talk down to me, my shit is extensive
Pay attention so you hear what I say
The human eye can’t even read the lyrics I spray
It’s absurd cause you and I are less than the same
Word to the motherfucking X in my name
I already spelled it out for you once, but I feel compelled to do it again for y’all on every front
X.A.V.I.E.R. at the deathly helm
Executing all victims in every realm
Remember that but don’t wear it out
Or I’ll make you surrender your larynx and tear it out
Cause it’s the only thing that I care about
It’s synonymous with such things like cursing and swearing now
There’s no comparing I’m declaring you dead
Call the mortician, cause of death? Despairingly bled
A composition of bloodshed, enough said
Give it up before I beat you like a motherfucking drum head

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Nobody could fucking hurt this, don’t try your luck it’s worthless
The curses I put in my verses make you fuckers nervous
If it’s a problem, face the door and then reverse it
Created for causing chaos, brought all of you hearses
I came straight outta hell, here to exclaim and tell you that your way of life will soon be expelled
Speak of the devil, blades for enemies made of stainless metal
Pop a blood vessel when you see that I came with several
I’m the resurrected Stanley Kubrick, ready to wreck shit, break you niggas like some toothpicks
Constantly feeling like I’m finna lose it too quick and snap on you pricks, put a fucking cap on loose lips
I’m sick in the head, I keep a sickle under my bed to make these niggas all shrivel with dread
Machete to the veins, now you’re looking real crippled and bled out, damn, feeling numb as brains spilled out his head

[Hook]

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from The Seven Levels of Happiness, released November 6, 2020

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